As soon as he heard the words of this uncle, Mo Chong suddenly understood in his heart: "I see. He was afraid that Huang Fuzhao's death was caused by Xu Keyong, so he used the pretext of my serious injury to delay for a while, so that I could think of a good answer. But how did he know, I had been thinking about it for more than an hour, and besides, the death of Huang Fuzhao had nothing to do with Tsui Hark. ’

After thinking about it like this, he immediately said in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, don't worry, you can't say anything to others." The short and thin old man on the ground was originally a demonic monk in the Dan stage. ”

I heard Mo Chong say the words 'Demon Dao Monk of the Yudan Period'. The hands of this Ten Thousand Sword Sect's foundation building stage seniors were visibly shaken, but soon, he regained his composure and continued to treat Mo Chong's injuries.

Mo Chong's wound was quickly re-treated by the monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he picked up Mo Chong and sent him out of the cave, someone outside had already made a stretcher out of rattan, as soon as Mo Chong came out, he was placed on the stretcher, carried by the two, and slowly walked towards Gyeongju City.

Lying on the stretcher, Mo Chong looked at the starry sky and suddenly woke up to something. He entered the Yuheng Palace and crawled around, covered in dust. But the cave was full of white bones, and some were just bone meal, where did the dust come from? Just now, the two of them had a place in their hearts, and they didn't care for a while, but if they entered the city, under the light, it would inevitably arouse suspicion. Thinking of this, Mo Chong propped up the stretcher with his hand, and the whole person suddenly fell off the stretcher, rolling on the mud for more than a dozen rolls, and then stopped.

"Ouch! Hurry! Hurry, Senior Brother, why are you moving!" The two people carrying the stretcher were startled, and immediately ran over and helped Mo Chong up.

Mo Chong smiled bitterly and said, "Yes." It hurt so badly that I didn't want to turn it over when I moved. ”

When the two heard this, they didn't have any suspicions, so they lifted Mo Chong up again, put him on a stretcher and continued to move forward. That day, the monk of the Shumen moved his eyebrows, and looked at the place where Mo Chong had fallen. However, at this time, the ground was full of loess, and there was not even a single weed. If Mo Chong dropped something while he was rolling down, it would be obvious at a glance. The Heavenly Book Sect monk didn't see anything wrong, and immediately stopped thinking about it.

The group entered the city, and then went further, but they entered General Zuo's mansion. At this time, General Zuo's Mansion was brightly lit, and Mo Chong was carried straight into the hall. In the middle of the hall, two people sat facing each other, one wearing a Confucian shirt and three long willows under his chin. The other man was tall and thin, carrying a large scroll behind his back. As soon as the two people who carried Mo Chong in put Mo Chong down, they quickly retreated. And two monks from the foundation building period stepped forward to pay respects: "Back to my uncle (uncle), things have changed. ”

As soon as Mo Chong heard the words of these two foundation building period monks, his heart was shocked. The uncle of the master in the foundation building period, isn't that the ancestor of the Dan period? The things here have alarmed all the monks in the Dan period!? Sure enough, the value of this elixir in the immortal cultivation world is really not low.

When the two monks heard the disciple's reply, they did not react in any particular way. After a while, the tall, thin monk said, "How have things changed?" ”

The two took a step back. The monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect walked up to Mo Chong and said, "Tell the two seniors about the matter. ”

Mo Chong nodded, and when he was about to tell the whole story, of course, it started with the cooperation between the two families to explore the Ghost Gate Cave. When it was said that there was no elixir in the cave, and that someone had actually laid a trap, several people looked slightly disappointed. When they heard that the short and thin old man had been a demonic monk in the Dan stage, their eyes lit up again.

Dressed in a Confucian shirt and looking like a scholar, Monk Jiedan said: "Master Hu, the search in the cave has been arranged. ”

The foundation building period monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect immediately bowed down and said, "Yes." The disciples have been arranged, and the nineteen Qi cultivation stage disciples brought in have all been launched at this time. ”

The scholar-like monk nodded, and said again: "Hmph, I can't imagine that one of the people who was injured a few years ago is not dead, and it is hidden under our noses. ”

The tall and thin monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect asked towards Mo Chong, "The two of them joined forces to fight the demon of the Demon Dao, what happened later?"

Mo Chong said: "The disciple was trapped in the white bone cage at that time, the two uncles and uncles were sharp, and the magic light was continuous, and the disciples couldn't see clearly at all, until they ...... later" Mo Chong immediately told Xu Ke that Xu Ke was nailed to death with a sword and Huangfu Zhao was killed. Of course, the last Huangfu Zhao sneak attacked, and a sword pierced the short and thin old man's dantian, and Mo Chong said that his Buddha light relics were on Huangfu Zhao.

After listening, several people interrogated many details back and forth. Mo Chong was originally based on the truth, but there was nothing wrong with it. Everyone asked a few times, but finally they didn't ask any more. However, Mo Chong's storage bag was indeed as he guessed, and it was taken away, and it was inspected before returning it to Mo Chong.

The next few days. The ghost door hole was almost hollowed out by everyone, but it's a pity. The harvest was very small, except for the extremely bloody elixir that the short and thin old man had once dropped, and the magic weapon and storage bag of the short and thin old man were not seen at all. - Of course, these things have been taken away by Mo Chong, and they can find out what hell. In the end, the two seniors decided to give up, believing that the storage bag of the short and thin old man had either been lost a few years ago, or had been hidden elsewhere, and was not in the ghost gate cave at all, and the manpower of the two factions was withdrawn without mentioning.

"This time, you must remember not to talk about it to others, even the same disciple brothers, and don't mention it. "In a wing. The monk surnamed Hu of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect said slowly to Mo Chong.

Mo Chong responded: "Yes." The disciple knows. ”

The monk surnamed Hu nodded, and said, "Over there in Flame City, you don't have to go back. Recuperate well in Gyeongju City. After the injury is healed, go back to the sect directly. ”

Mo Chong said again: "Yes." Thank you, uncle. ”

The monk surnamed Hu thought for a while, then took out Mo Chong's pair of tiger claws from his arms, and said, "This was found in the cave, it should be your blade." Oh, you use such a heavy blade. This is not quite in line with our sword cultivation path. ”

Mo Chong smiled bitterly: "Yes." The disciples also know. It's just that the disciple's qualifications are dull, so he has to work his strength. ”

The monk surnamed Hu shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. I checked it when I was treating you, and it wasn't very good. However, with your qualifications, you can cultivate to the tenth level of Qi cultivation, and your mana is also two percent thicker than that of ordinary disciples. Come to think of it, although your qualifications are not good, you have other talents in mana and other aspects. As long as we continue to work hard and enter the foundation building period, it is not impossible. ”

Mo Chong said: "Yes." Thank you for your teachings. ”

The monk surnamed Hu thought about it, and it seemed that he had nothing to explain, so he waved his hand and said, "Good rest." With that, he went out the door.

'Whew, it's all gone. ’

Seeing Master Hu leave, Mo Chong let out a long breath. These days, people come and go, and they come and go, and they make him uneasy. Moreover, he remembered the storage bag of the short and thin old man hidden in the Yuheng Palace, but he did not dare to enter the Yuheng Palace under the noses of the two seniors in the Yuheng Dynasty, and the anxiety in his heart could be imagined. Now, the last one left for the aftermath of the aftermath has also left, and he is naturally a little impatient.

When he finally got the son, Mo Chong couldn't wait to enter the Yuheng Palace and went straight to the secret room where the storage bag was hidden. And when I saw the boulder at the door of the secret room, I was suddenly relieved. Moving the boulder away, walking in, and picking up the storage bag of the short and thin old man, Mo Chong couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart. There are two knot periods, two foundation building periods, and a large group of Qi cultivation disciples, who have been looking for several days, just for what he has in his hands. Now, everyone has returned in vain, but he is sitting back and enjoying his success, doesn't it make people happy.

The storage bag is opened, and the mouth of the bag is poured downward, and suddenly there is a burst of light. Among them, the most dazzling is a small round shield the size of a palm and covered with silver scales, judging by the mana emitted from it, this must be the legendary magic weapon. In addition, there is a stronger mana, but it is a small drum with a girdle, the small drum is more than a foot high, and a human face is painted on each side of the drum, crying and laughing. Obviously, it's also a magic weapon.

Mo Chong picked up the two magic weapons, but there were some doubts in his heart, these two magic weapons looked undamaged, and they should be an attack and a defense, why didn't I see the short and thin old man not take them out and use them at that time? Yes, maybe the short and thin old man didn't take them out and use them, but they fought fiercely at that time, and I couldn't see it.

Putting the two magic weapons aside, Mo Chong separated dozens of middle-level spirit stones and more than a hundred low-level spirit stones, and the things on the ground were immediately reduced by more than half. Several bottles of pills, without labels, opened and looked, but they were full of pill mud, even if some pills still maintained the shape of pills, but there was no trace of medicinal gas. Mo Chong was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, the time in the Yuheng Palace is different from the outside world, the storage bag has been here for a few days, I don't know how many years the outside world will rot, it is not surprising.

The rest of the things, a few things can no longer be seen, Mo Chong casually touched them twice and scattered, and there are some ores and demon beast materials. The ore is okay, it can still be used, but the demon beast material is like a large pile of rotten wood and dead branches, and it is also because of the loss of aura after being put in the Yuheng Palace for a few days.

"Alas, it's all because the old guy in the two knots of the Dan period has been staying in Gyeongju City and not leaving, but he wasted these pills and materials. Mo Chong sighed and tossed aside what had rotted. All that was left on the ground, except for Huang Fu Zhao's book "The Secret Art of Sealing Spirits", was only a black talisman.